"Of course, I am," Rean responded. "But I was referring more to how you are smiling more now," he gestured at her clothes. "And have started dressing prettily again," he grinned. "There is really no need to keep it from me. Even when he had been rude to you, I've seen how you look at the Prince."

[color=00aeef]"And how does she look at me?"[/color] came Adrian's voice from the door. He looked at Alessandra. [color=00aeef]"Not with contempt, I hope,"[/color] he looked towards Rean. [color=00aeef]"Rean, a saddle, please?"[/color]

"Yes, sire," Rean said as he hurriedly saddled the black horse Adrian preferred riding.